A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
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And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
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BANA LUNGI TUMHEN APAN

दिल ये मेरा दिल है खिलौना नहीं

मुझà

Tujhe khawab hi me dekhun...

Tujhe Khawab Hi Me Dekhun Ye Bharam Bhi Aj Toota...

Tere Khawab Kese Dekhun Mujhe Neend H

A Thought True To You

Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

Sugar is sweet,

And I love you.

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

Candy Love

Fly away with me, my dove

To a forbidden place where the skittles meet the rainbow.

Oh Fear...

You made me run away

from those who loved me anyway.

You pushed me down into the

I Am Worthy

I am worthy. There is nothing

that can or will happen today that

could convince m

Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?

If he is ready to date

I have no chance

I would already be too late

For t

Friendship After Love

After the fierce midsummer all ablaze

Has burned itself to ashes, and expires

In

Before I...

Before I became strong, I knew what it was like

To be weak,

How difficult it is t

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